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I could be dead and no one would care.
I could be broken and no one will take notice.
I could be depress and no one will do anything about it.

It's time like these when I try to turn for help.
It's time like these when I turn to my friends for comfort.
But it's time like these when I regret I even try to open up.

I can turn to her, but she will only ignore the situation.
I can turn to her, but she will only remain silent.
I can turn to her, but she will only leave me alone.
I can turn to her, but she will not hear me out.
I can turn to her, and she will tell me that her situation is more worst.
I can turn to her, and she will just tell me that it's temporary.
So lastly,
I resort to him, but he's unavailable most of the time.
I resort to him... but he's only my diary...

There's no one I can turn to.
There's no one I can talk to.
There's no one I can ask for help from.

And finally, I will reach out for the obvious.

I have three weapons.

A knife.
Into the neck and I'll be done.
Into the stomach and I have to wait to be done.
Or maybe just a few marks should calm me down...

A belt.
Tie it to a bar and hang like I'm flying.
Tie it to my neck slowly suffocating.
Or just stop some circulations to get a small high from the feelings.

Height.
There's a building.
There's a bridge.
Or maybe go into the depths of flowing current of waters.

I have tried number one on third option.
I have tried number two on third option.
Maybe I might just try number three...
...I don't know which option yet.

Now.

Will you reach out for me?
Will you come speak to me?
Will you listen to me?

I will open up.
I will speak.
I will listen to your words of advice.

But the real question is...

Can you save me?

Then again, as said before,
I could be dead and no one will care about it.